Chapter 183 Storm of Destruction: The Mysterious Temple

Vito walked in the long valley, the yellow sand fluttered in the wind, blowing over the mountain and over the towering mountain statues. The tall statues blocked the path of the yellow sand, so that the sand drew a sparse but long sand line on the statues.

They walked in the valley lined with giant statues. The exotic statues stood on both sides. They were almost integrated with the valley. The wind and sand over the years had completely turned its surface into the color of the desert. The exquisite pendants and decorations on it had long been worn and covered and disappeared.

Above his head was a wide and long valley crack. The yellow sand blew from the top of the valley like a light yellow gauze curtain. The rustling wind sounded from time to time in the valley, playing an ethereal movement in the weathered exposed rock holes.

Vito looked at these burly statues, their faces were carved very delicately, some held the classical scepter of life, and some had the head or body of an animal. These ancient giant soldiers guarded the passage of the valley, and their figures looked so tall in the yellow sand.

The ancient statues were arranged in a row, extending to the temple at the end of the valley, extending to the entrance of the huge temple.

Vito's boots walked on the sand, and the sand was constantly raised with his footsteps. He walked towards the temple at the end with the golden compass in his hand, and the golden pointer pointed in that direction, pointing to the temple.

Vito came to the temple, he raised his head and looked up at the temple body carved out of the mountain. A miraculous architectural structure was carved on the cross-section of the nearly half-kilometer-long cliff. Stone pillars like the Tower of Babel rose from the ground and extended along the mountain to the top of the cliff. Hieroglyphs were carved on them with huge text symbols.

Flying eagles, vicious jackals and ferrymen on the river, unknown symbols are carved on the pale yellow stone pillars, each symbol is taller than a Space Marine, it is hard to imagine how they were carved.

Between the stone pillars stand even larger statues, their size is much larger than those in the valley, and they are also more exquisite and rich. They are surrounded like kings, queens and nobles, wearing classical robes and crowns on their heads. The crown is also very unique, with the images of peacocks and eagles carved on it, as if they are flying with wings spread above their heads.

Yellow sand is blowing across the cross section, and the cut and extended sand and dust have become an illusory curtain, as if a hazy veil covers the face of a charming woman.

Vito walked forward to the entrance gate of the temple. He looked into the dark space inside. Ragnar and Lancelot also walked behind Vito and looked inside. The two lowered their heads and looked at Vito, who nodded affirmatively. The Space Marine immediately turned on the light on his helmet, and the bright beam of light shot into the dim temple. Vito also led the way into it.

Vito looked at the things shrouded in darkness around him. Those ancient stone pillars and walls were carved with hieroglyphs, and a series of symbolic pictures slowly unfolded along the wall.

It described a story. There was a king in the past. He was wise and knowledgeable. He taught his people farming and civilization on the ancient land. He led his people to create a great country, an immortal country shining like the sun.

The king was very satisfied. He believed that his people already had and understood everything, so the king left the throne and the palace, left his country to find and explore the world, to find more knowledge and truth. The king crossed the star-like sea of ​​sand and crossed the long galaxy.

After a long exploration, the king decided to return to his country to see what kind of glorious country his people had created. The king traveled thousands of miles from a distant land to return to the kingdom, but what he saw was that his people fell into mutual suspicion and hatred. They launched endless wars against each other and destroyed the country.

The king was heartbroken. He didn't know what he had done wrong to be like this. The king wandered in the desert land, walked and walked, and finally met an ancient elder in a robe. He met the king with a scepter burning with fire. The old man told the king that there was a power in an ancient land. That power could clear the chaos and turmoil and bring civilization and prosperity back to the world.

The king was ecstatic and immediately reached the longboat across the galaxy to the unknown ancient land. He met the four masters here. They listened to the king's request. He hoped to bring the power back to his country to end the chaos there, but the four masters were unwilling to give their power to the king, so the king stole the power by deception and robbery.

The four masters cursed the king, cursing that he would fail at the last moment when everything was about to succeed, that the deepest and most desperate darkness would cover his land, and that he would be forever tortured by his dark future.

The king returned to his country, and he found his former friends and comrades-in-arms. A brave ranger general joined him on his journey, and together they embarked on a vast journey.

Vito stopped at the last part of the mural, he reached out and touched the pattern on the wall, the hieroglyphs vividly showed everything, he touched the general on the mural, he and the king looked at the endless starry sky with a sword, around them were twenty children, they also looked at the endless brilliant stars.

Vito continued to walk forward out of the dim corridor. He walked through a long and narrow gate and came to the central area of ​​the temple. There were tall colonnades and collapsed statues here. The statues of the ancient gods had collapsed long ago, and their bodies were buried in the yellow sand. Only half of their faces or parts of their bodies could still be seen.

The sun's rays sprinkled from the open-air dome above his head. The sunlight kept reflecting on the sandy white walls. The bright light finally completely illuminated the dim space, covering the walls and stone pillars with hazy light yellow sunlight.

Vito slid forward from the ground that had long been buried by the yellow sand. His boots raised a large cloud of dust on the sand. Two space warriors and Lilith also slid down the sand slope.

Vito walked to the center of the temple. The sunlight shone down from the top of his head like a light curtain, illuminating his whole body. Vito stood in the light and looked at the long stairs leading to the deeper part in front of him. The stairs were covered with yellow sand and gravel. A three-dimensional white eagle with spread wings was carved on the doorpost at the top.

Vito then started walking towards the entrance, but the surrounding gravel all vibrated, and the air currents rolled in from every colonnade, raising a cloud of dust on the ground.

He raised his head and looked up, and he saw the things that caused all this, which were several flying saucers that spewed blue fire, and on those flying saucers stood wizards holding staffs, who whizzed down from the air of the temple and fired countless spell attacks from above their heads.

The blue light bullet hit Vito, but Lilith waved her hand back and summoned a shield above her head. Ragnar and Lancelot both pulled out their grenade guns and immediately fired at the invaders above their heads.

The bomb hit one of the flying saucers, and the exploded flying saucer spewed blue flames and hit the stone pillar. The fallen wreckage hit the ground heavily, but countless lights lit up at the entrance behind the crash point, and those pairs of eyes rang out from the darkness with crazy laughter.

"Fear demon, this is a trap as expected." Vito smiled bitterly and pulled out the bolter. When he was about to pick up the gun to fight with Ragnar and Lancelot, Lilith raised her hand and pressed his gun down. She turned her head towards the gate deep in the temple.

"You go in and get the artifact. Lancelot, Ragnar and I will stop the Tzeentch ambush together." Lilith said, and the psychic light moved between her fingers.

Vito looked at Lilith in confusion, "Lily, I can't." "Go in." She didn't give him any chance to discuss, not at all. And Vito also knew that if Lilith said that, it must mean something.

He didn't know, but he still chose to trust her. Vito put the bolter into the holster and turned back a few steps to look at the ambush, "Hold here, I will be back soon."

"Go, Inquisitor, we can handle it." Ragnar laughed and pulled the trigger. The bright bolter fire shot into the dark gate, and Lilith's purple light also flickered.

Vito turned and ran up the long stairs to the deepest part of the temple.